Maybe love is the truest form of anger I know. Telling other people and myself that I love everything is how I use my incredible hate towards those who disagree with me to strike back at them. Seems like the greatest slap in the face to someone I hate would be to ignore what I hate about them. Making them utterly meaningless and nonexistant to me.
By loving what you hate, you take away the only thing that makes that thing a part of your life.
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